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I'm an indecisive personality.
A person who has many thoughts that come to no conclusions.
The verge of life and death....
The twilight zone of existence.
Neither dead nor alive.
Now I know what that's like.
Like those wraiths on Lord of the Rings that scare everybody.
Nazgul
Imagine the depression of a teenager lasting one's whole life.
Not a child nor an adult.
They stopped and got lost when they got a hint of the truth of things.
Then they lost their soul, their heart was eaten out, they're brains decay....
And they forget everything that was nice in the world.
They forget how to be human.
And even if they can feel, they can't love.
And then they feel this misery inside that is the only thing that makes them believe they're still alive.
Because that is all that is there.
They say that pain helps you remember that you are alive.
You can't love that pain, or hate it.
It's just there, almost comforting.
You don't know if it keeps you alive, but you know that that's where a soul once was.
Now it's just an empty void of nothingness.
Every breath I take....
Every move I make...
And no emotion is without its emptiness.
Even the sadness is selfish.
Depression is selfish.
Because unless it is over, the person only mourns for themselves.
A sick way of living.
It is the punishment, self punishment of one's self.
And unfortunately.
The only person who can stop the depression is the depressed individual.
Who is in denial of course.
And either you stay indecisive your whole live, a depressed individual, a coward and weakling.
You return to life by some miracle...
Or you kill yourself in hopes that death was a better friend than live was.
Not many choices one has in the realms of fate.
There isn't a day that goes by when I don't think of this.
I hope she doesn't mind I posted what she said. whee
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